Well... I'm finally back... sorry, guys. I really want to finish so I cane shamelessly start some more stories. (:

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Dick spent two weeks with Giagia, or his honorary Grandmother as she quickly became.

Despite most Amazons' prejudice against men, they seemed to have no problem with adorable little boys. Cooing sounded throughout the island for those two weeks. Dick Grayson certainly had the uncanny ability to make anyone fall for him. It was the eyes. And everything else... but the eyes.

They taught him how to deflect bullets, giving him miniature (which brought more cooing at their tininess) braces, and even a simple circlet that looked adorable on his brow. He was a little ray of sunshine, as usual, and as Hyppolytus sung him a Greek song to put him to bed, he crawled into her lap and kissed her on the cheek. "Kalinýchta, Giagiá, s 'agapó." He whispered. Goodnight, Grandmother, I love you.

His Greek comprehension had increased by a tenfold during his stay on Themyscira, as everyone spoke it. Hyppolytus smiled, putting him into bed and kissing his forehead back. "Koimitheíte kalá, koimitheíte asfalí, Poulemistio." Poulemistio was a name that was given to him formally. It was an abbreviation for "Little Bird Warrior." Yes, the Amazonians had been impressed by his battle prowess enough to give him a name.

Hyppolytus smiled gently as she left, closing the door. She found herself face-to-face with her daughter. "Diana!"

Diana smiled. "Hello, Mother." (translated from Greek).

"Daughter! What... is the battle over?"

Diana wiped her brow, sighing in relief. "Indeed, Mother. It is. I am ready to take him home."

Hyppolytus frowned, "But it is night. Wait till morning."

"The Man of Bats is missing him. His father wants him home now."

"So?"

"He is the father-"

"And you may as well be the mother."

Diana frowned. "But I am not, Mother. He wants his son..."

"One more day. A feast for breakfast to say goodbye to the Little Bird Warrior-"

"MOTHER?!" Diana cried, shocked. "You gave him a NAME? Please do not tell me you also gave him the Name Blessing-"

"I did. I know what I am doing, Daughter-"

"But Mother-"

"He's fine. And Athena and Hera joined us, the child is quite amazing, really-"

"Mother." Diana face-palmed before sighing. "They... didn't... Fine. Until breakfast."

Hyppolytus smiled. "Good. Sleep well, Daughter."

The next morning Diana woke to a little voice screaming at her. "Mama Diana! Mama Diana! You're back! You're back! And guess what? You're sisters taught me how to do the bullet-thing with the wrist and Auntie Athena gave me a special present but she said it wouldn't work until I turned ten and-"

Diana resisted groaning, instead sitting up to peer down at the little child on her legs, who was bouncing happily. "So... Little Bird Warrior, huh?"

"Yes! Yes! I beat Sissy Alexandraia and she called me Little Warrior and then I did my fly-ee things and told them about Robin and they started calling me Little Bird Warrior and everyone did so eventually Grandma called me it and EVERYONE freaked out and began planning a PARTY and these pretty ladies came, one was Artemis but not MY Artemis, my Artemis wacks Wally and wears lots of GREEN and has yellow hair and I call her Tinkerbell, but this Artemis was nice to-"

"Ok, ok, Dicky-"

"They said my name was Little Bird Warrior."

Diana held back an angry breath at her family. "Yes, well, in Man's World you are Dick Grayson. Ok?"

"Ok!" He beamed. "Grandma said that we had a SPECIAL breakfast today, and it must be amazing cause almost ALL the food is AMAZING, but not as good as Alfred's. No one can cook as well as Alfred, not even fairy-nymph-things!"

Diana actually smiled this time, getting out of bed and changing. She then joined Dick to breakfast. It was grand indeed. Thousands of dishes were prepared as all the Amazons came to say goodbye to their Little Bird Warrior.

Finally, they left the island. Hyppolytus reminding her of the promise she'd made. Diana sighed but nodded, telling her mother she would not forget. She then took the boy home, where he happily found himself in the arms of his father.

When Diana didn't come back as planned, Bruce went into hyperdrive. After the big fight, saving Superman, etc. etc., Bruce just wanted his son home and back to normal. Jason had insisted on Team Bonding (even though he wasn't even on the Team), and Bruce had brooded in his cave for several hours.

He didn't sleep all night, and finally, at ten-thirty the next morning, he finally heard it. "DADDY!"

And through his Batcave flew his Baby Bird, right smack into him. He hit the back of his chair with a little "MPH!" at the force of the flying hug before quickly hugging his tiny boy back.

"Where's Jeson?" Dick somehow already had a slight Greek touch to his already thick Romani accent (three-year-olds didn't have the ability to pretend to have a different one as thirteen-year-olds do).

"In the Cave." Bruce answered gruffly. (translated Bat-Speak: He's not here. We should get him so I can have both my boys at once.)

"Ok! I'll get him!" (translated Bat-Speak: Ok, Dad, I'll get him so we can have family-time! Come with me!)

Bruce just grunted in response as his son skipped to the Zeta. (translated Bat-Speak: Alright. Let's hurry so we have more time.)

Jason yawned as another episode of whatever Soap-Opera M'gann insisted on droned.

"Dr. Fate: 17."

Jason glanced at the entering Lord of Order. Nabu's eyes glanced over them. "Where is the Kryptonian?" He was creepy as two voices spoke as one.

"I dunno." Wally said, glaring at the man/lord as if his eyes he could make Nabu take off the helmet and release Zatara alone.

"Very well-"

"Batman: 02."

"Robin: B01."

"JESON!" Dick flew in, across the room and into his big(?) brother's arms.

"Whoa there! Hey Birdy!" Jason snickered as he rubbed his older-now-younger brother's messy black hair.

"What happened to your eye?" Dick drew back. Jason raised his hand to wicked eye-patch.

"Eh. Just a sword over it. Stupid ninjas. Unfortunately, Leslie says it should heal without a scar. I woulda' looked so cool with an eye-scar."

Dick laughed. "I got wristy thingies like Mama Diana, and this!" Jason followed the little finger to a silver circlet on his brother's head, and his... interesting new clothes consisting of a long, red, sleeveless shirt and thin blue leggings. He looked adorable, given, but still not something you see everyday.

"Is he not suppose to be older?" Fate called.

Batman, following his older-now-younger son slowly nodded. "I called you about him."

"Yes. I recall now. Shall we take it elsewhere?"

"Yes." Jason smirked.

Fate turned, and everyone took it as a cue to follow. Batman sat down on the table, pulling a nervous-looking boy onto his lap where he curled up.

"Would you like to keep your clothes?" Face asked.

"Yes." Batman growled.

"Daddy, will it hurt?" Dick whimpered.

The Team froze.

"W-what?" Zatanna stuttered.

"Dude. Batman's your dad?" Wally gaped.

"I think someone may have surpassed me with crazy parents." Conner muttered.

Batman's glare shut them all up. But between the Team, this was not over. "Fate." Batman barked. "We're ready. You'll be fine, Birdy." he said the last part gently.

The Team's fish-like gaping only grew. Wally literally fainted.

"Alright." Nabu nodded curtly. "Eb ot tnaem erew uoy ega eht ot kcab. Dluohs ti sa ton si ega ruoy."

Dick promptly passed out in a lightning flash. "Is... he gonna' be ok?" Jason prodded his sibling warily before Batman slapped his hand away.

"Yes. He will be back to his original age in the time it took to get to the present one."

"Sooo... like an hour or so?"

"More or less."

Jason raised his eyebrows, pursing his lips and nodding. He gathered his brother in his arms and gave the Lord of Order a nod. "Thanks."

After the Team left as well, Batman paused, nodding and muttering a small thanks himself.

If even possible, it seemed Nabu smiled, and deep inside, somewhere in the lost of expanses of the golden helmet, Zatara was definitely smiling. "Take care of him, Bruce, never let him go. Just like I never let mine go."

Dick opened his eyes with a groan and a yawn. He sat up, but it felt weird. He looked at his hands and jumped sky-high. He hit his head on the ceiling, falling back down... and onto someone. "MMFLLLGGGAHHHGG!"

"Oh Bruce- goodness, sorry... I guess I've grown used to being tiny! Whoa!" He touched his throat in surprise to have his normal voice back. He scuttled off his father, and Bruce glared out at him. Jason sat up, laughing.

"Good to have you back, big bro."

Dick wrinkled his nose in a grin, giving his younger brother a high-five. "Good to be back."

Bruce sat up as well. He put one arm around each if his boys, leaning against the headboard.

"Well." Alfred smiled, appearing in the doorway. "It appears Batman has his baby birds at last."

Well! Finally done! This was fun to write, but I feel like I've improved SO much! Thank you guys for sticking with me! I MIGHT write a sequel to this eventually, tell me if you want it. It'll be better then this one, but basically it would have to do with Athena's gift, Diana's promise, and possibly a Percy Jackson crossover! Yaya! Thank you guys!

Bye!

~Universe